July 10, 2010

All hail Nero, Emperor of decline!

SF Gate: After dark, mobs form, smash windows, loot
John Lott: The limits of using video cameras to stop crime
The Wall Street Journal: High noon in Pahrump

There is a quaint image from history that forms the basis for many proverbs in the Western World: Emperor Nero, the champion of the people and the greatest imperial supporter of coliseum events featuring blood, gore, and mayhem, sits atop his palace strumming a lyre while watching Rome burn beneath him. History is not quite so poetic. In 64 A.D. Rome did burn. The fire lasted a full week, but rather than sit atop his palace, Nero spent the first few days personally directing the efforts to stop the blaze. His reputation for luxury and entertainment doomed him, however, and when the Roman Senate began taking rumors of his callousness seriously Nero went looking for a scapegoat. What followed were the infamous persecutions of the Christians, something coliseum goers felt were the Emperor's best entertainment package ever.

Nero was not the first leader of a civilized society to distract his public with frivolity, and the United States of America will not be the last civilization destroyed by a public too fixated on personal leisure to get involved in the issues of the day. Nero's response to the burning of Rome laid the foundation for the gradual decay of Roman civilization, even as the "Roaring Twenties" laid the foundation for our own imminent collapse. Although, as I pointed out a few days ago, the world dies and is reborn daily, and this why on far too many levels Alex Jones is completely correct in his wildest conspiracy theories. There is indeed a vast globalist network of extremely wealthy and influential people who have decided that China is the next superpower and America is doomed. Alex Jones is also right in recognizing that far too many Americans are more concerned with athletes and celebrities than they are with politics and economics. In a very real sense, rather than our leaders it is we the people who have become the legendary Nero fiddling merrily away while our grand civilization burns around us. I suppose, like the historical Nero, the real issue is not that the city is burning but in deciding what to build atop the ashes. I suppose the first thing we will have to do is wait for the fire to burn itself out.

I have spent three decades watching this fire burn. For the first decade I ran around like Nero trying to organize efforts to prevent the destruction from spreading. There were some victories, but by and large, my efforts and the efforts of men and women with far greater stature and influence than myself all failed. Now the conflagration is reaching epic proportions, has consumed three continents, and is poised to consume the rest. Unfortunately, there are more people cheering the flames than fighting them. This summer could easily see both Europe and the United States go the way of Somalia. If we are lucky, we will not fall quite that far. No, if we are lucky, we will only wind up like Thailand where globalist investors look at violence and see only more opportunity to make money. Is it any wonder, as I pointed out yesterday, that someone (or some group of people) has invested billions upon billions of dollars in support of chaos and uncertainty? I don't know if there is a clear plan to bring down the greatest nation in history, but I am certain that the end result of their meddling will be the complete collapse of the United States of America.

Professional rioters destroyed storefronts in Oakland, a major U.S. bank laundered drug cartel money, and now those same drug cartels are threatening to bring their war across the border. While most of America follows with glassy-eyed devotion the antics of LeBron James and Lindsay Lohan, Turkey and Israel take another step toward opening World War Three. Even members of my own family sat glued to the television waiting to see where Lebron James would go and dying to find out how much time Lindsay Lohan would spend in jail. I do not understand this obsession with celebrities and professional athletes, and I suppose I never will. As the article above reported, thousands fled downtown Oakland in the hours before the riots began, but it took three days for the news networks to bother reporting it because the personal lives of a professional basketball player and a movie star were so much more important than riots, drug cartels, and collapsing diplomacy.